Chapitre 5: Chapter-5 : It seems that I_Am_Noice too
I went to the room where John was, the notification I received was the monitor telling me that he is finally returning to consciousness.
As the monitor showed signs of increasing heart beats, his eyes went wide open as he yelled "Helen!!!!!"
He jumped into consciousness as he started breathing heavily as he tried to make sense of his surroundings.
"Who.... Who are you... " he asked while still breathing heavily.
"Bartholomew Banning, people call me Bobby, you can too, Mr Wick" I said while smiling
He slightly scrunches his eyebrows while looking at me
"There's no need for hostility between us Mr wick, if I wanted I would have killed you till now, but that's not what good for both of us"
"your reputation proceeds your name, everyone in the underworld knows about 'The Boogeyman', the matter is, how did the legendary John Wick was left on a street dying, cause last time I checked, you were the one to kill people, not be killed by them." I said while mixing up some BS in between.
He listened carefully and analysed his situation, he was hurt, pretty badly, I wasn't against him in any stance, with the fact that I saved his life, he had nothing to say.
"So silence huh, sometimes it in itself is the biggest answer" I said while trying poorly to sound awesome as I continued "you are rusty John, so much that even normal mobs were able to hit you hard"
He just nodded slightly at that as he laid back down, he knew his body needed rest for now.
"Times ahead would be harsh John, cause now you have put your toes back into the river, the past will again crawl upto your legs and drag you back until you are submerged into all this again" I said while leaving the room, giving him subtle hints so that he could prepare a bit, even if mentally.
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".....and drag you back until you are submerged into all this again" He said as he left the room.
What he said was correct though, but I had known that before anybody else, even though I deliberately ignored the fact, it wouldn't become untrue like that.
I closed my eyes as I tried to calm my mind, remember those moments with Helen, those...
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# Two days later #
It has been two days since John has become my guest, apparently, opposite to his persona perceived by people, he was a much polite and humble guy.
He had opened up a bit, even though he kept his talking to minimum, just watching TV all day long.
He was in walking condition now, he had no more reason to stay here.
"Thank you for all you did, Bobby, I thank you that you saved my life, but it all ends here, I can't pay you in money cause you seem to have more than enough of it, so here it is, if you ever need my assistance in a 'work', come to my house, it isn't far away from here"
I smiled at that, this was what I was waiting for whole time, the promise, a thing that was surprisingly least broken in the underworld.
"Sure Mr Wick, sure, the time will come soon, when we will meet again..."
"But till then, take this..." I said as I handed him a suitcase.
"What's this..." He asked with a question mark on his face.
"Something you will be in need of soon... Well anyway, take this too, I recovered all the data from your previous one and put it into this one, same model as before, just upgraded it a bit." I said while passing him a new smartphone.
"And while you are at it, take that van outside too, I have no use for it." I said while throwing a key towards him.
I closed the door dramatically as I observed his expressions from the one way mirror.
It is fun pranking people, I really have nothing to do.
I went inside as I looked at myself in the mirror.
Affects of all the physical ability cards was pretty apparent on me.
I was now 195 cm (6'6") In height, My body looked insanely chiseled while being muscular at the same time.
My body had the perfect ratio of Muscles and mass, My skin was relatively more stronger than anyone else, so were my muscles, bones and tendons. Even with all that muscle, it didn't block my flexibility in any way, it just supported it more.
I had 8 pack abs, with my 8 inch 'little' buddy. It was the only thing about me that remained original since my crossover.
Even my face looked different, it wasn't like I totally became someone else, it was that I became a much handsome version of myself, all those white skin, hair, eyes and voice cards did their job.
I could easily change the color of my eyes, from red on Mondays to green on Saturdays, I could change them, though I liked the classic pitch black more, I could even change my voice, though it put some strain on my vocal cords, it was something insignificant.
[Trained Vocals] [Mimicry] [Pitch control] [Bass control] [Singer] combined into a yellow grade [Voice control] skill.
It was like someone put me in a computer and pressed upgrade hundreds of time.
I looked much more handsome, and with my natural skin tone, and a nice trimmed beard, I looked what most ladies defined as 'hot'
Though I liked it, seriously, who didn't want to become the best version of themselves, and I even got to do it easily.
I continued with my work soon after as there was still a little bit of preparation I needed to do.
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